A wounded soldier finds a new purpose in life when he befriends a tribe and fights for their survival.
John Dunbar lay wounded on the battlefield, his life hanging by a thread. The sound of gunfire and the screams of the dying filled his ears, and he wondered whether this was the end. He had been fighting for the Union in the Civil War, but now he wished he had never enlisted. He had seen too much death and destruction and had lost all faith in the cause he had once believed in. As he lay there, he thought about his family back home and wondered if they would ever know what had become of him.
Suddenly, the battle around him seemed to fade away, and everything went silent. John felt a sense of peace wash over him, and he knew that death was near. But before he could welcome it, a hand reached out to him. He felt himself being lifted and carried away from the battlefield, his body too weak to resist. As the darkness closed in around him, he heard a voice whisper, “You are not alone.”
John Dunbar opened his eyes to find himself in a hospital bed. His first thought was that he had died and gone to heaven, but then he saw the bandages on his body and remembered the battle. He was alive, but barely. The doctors and nurses were amazed that he had survived his injuries, and they quickly dubbed him a hero. But John didn’t feel like a hero. He felt numb and empty, with no purpose in life.
One day, as John lay in bed, he overheard a conversation between two soldiers. They were talking about a remote post on the Western frontier, a place that was so far from civilization that it might as well be another country. It was a place where no man in his right mind would want to go, but John couldn’t help feeling drawn to it. He had always been an adventurer at heart, and the idea of starting over in a new place appealed to him.
As soon as he was strong enough, John requested an assignment to the frontier post. The doctors and nurses tried to dissuade him, telling him that he was still too weak to make the trip, but John was determined. He had nothing to lose and everything to gain.
When he arrived at the post, he was surprised to find that it was even more remote than he had imagined. The only other people there were a handful of soldiers and a few traders who came through occasionally. John was given a small cabin as his quarters, and he began to explore his new surroundings.
At first, John was lonely and bored. There was little to do at the post, and he had no one to talk to. But then he began to notice the wildlife around him. He saw herds of buffalo and elk, and he heard the howl of wolves at night. One day, while out exploring, he came across a lone wolf. The wolf was cautious at first, but John sensed that it was not afraid of him. Slowly, he approached it, holding out his hand. To his surprise, the wolf sniffed his hand and then licked it. From that day on, the wolf followed him everywhere he went, and John felt as though he had found a true friend.
As he settled into his new life at the post, John began to hear stories about the local Sioux tribe. The soldiers spoke of them with fear and distrust, but John was fascinated. He had always been interested in other cultures, and he wanted to learn more about these mysterious people. So, one day, he set out to find them. It wasn’t long before he met a group of Sioux warriors, and he was surprised to find that they were not hostile. They welcomed him with open arms and even invited him to join them for a meal.
Over the next few weeks, John spent more and more time with the Sioux. He learned their language and their customs, and he began to feel as though he had found a second family. But he knew that his fellow soldiers would not approve of his friendship with the Sioux. He was torn between his duty as a soldier and his feelings for his new friends.
As the days passed, John’s relationship with the Sioux became more complicated. He found himself falling in love with a woman named Stands With A Fist, and he knew that he could not simply walk away from his new life. But he also knew that the conflict between the Sioux and the soldiers was only going to get worse. John would soon have to make a decision that would change his life forever.
John Dunbar sat on the porch of his new post, gazing out into the vast expanse of wilderness before him. He had always dreamed of being stationed on the Western frontier, and now that his dream had come true, he felt a mix of excitement and apprehension.
He stood up, stretched, and began to explore the land. He walked for hours, taking in the sights and sounds of his new environment. He saw prairie dogs scurrying about, birds soaring in the sky, and wildflowers swaying in the breeze. He felt a sense of freedom that he had never experienced before.
As he walked, he heard a rustling in the bushes. At first, he thought it might be an enemy soldier, but as he approached, he saw a wolf. He froze, unsure of what to do. The wolf growled, but instead of attacking, it simply stared at him.
John Dunbar slowly extended his hand, hoping to make contact with the creature. The wolf sniffed his hand, then licked it. John Dunbar was amazed. He had never encountered a wild animal that seemed so friendly.
Over the next few days, John Dunbar saw the wolf several times. He began to leave scraps of food for it, and it would come to his campsite every night. He began to feel a bond with the animal.
One day, as he was walking through the woods, he heard gunfire. He raced back to the fort, but when he arrived, he found that everyone was safe. He learned that the soldiers had killed a buffalo and were celebrating.
John Dunbar felt sick. He had dreamed of being stationed on the Western frontier, but he had not expected to be a part of the destruction of the land and the animals that lived on it. He knew that he had to find a way to make a difference.
He began to spend more time with the Sioux tribe that lived nearby. He learned their language and customs and began to understand their way of life. He saw how they respected the land and the animals that lived on it.
One day, as he was sitting with the Sioux, he saw the wolf. It was injured, and he knew that he had to help it. He took it back to his campsite and nursed it back to health. From that day on, the wolf became his constant companion.
John Dunbar felt like he had found his place in the world. He belonged on the Western frontier, but not as a soldier. He belonged as a friend to the Sioux and as a protector of the land and the creatures that called it home. He felt like he had finally found his true purpose in life.
Adapting to a New Way of Life
John Dunbar had made it to his dream post, and he was determined to make a life for himself there. He had been given the task of exploring the land and mapping it out. He had taken to his job with vigor and excitement, eager to see what lay beyond the fort’s walls.
On one of his journeys, John met a wolf, and they bonded almost instantly. The wolf, whom John named Two Socks, became his companion on his travels. John began to see the land through a different lens, as he discovered the beauty of the untouched wilderness.
John also began to interact more with the Sioux tribe. He had initially been hesitant to approach them, but he soon found that they were much more welcoming than he had anticipated. They were curious about him, and he was curious about them. They began to exchange stories and even taught each other their respective languages.
The Sioux were fascinated by John’s stories of the white man’s world, and he was intrigued by their way of life. They showed him how to hunt and fish, and he quickly picked up their techniques. He found their customs to be both beautiful and intriguing, and he wanted to learn more about them.
John soon became friends with the Sioux tribe, and he would often visit them when he was off duty. He would sit with them around the campfire and listen to their stories. He even began to participate in some of their dances and ceremonies. John found himself feeling more at home with the Sioux than he ever had with his fellow soldiers at the fort.
However, not everyone was pleased with John’s newfound friendships. Some of the soldiers at the fort saw the Sioux as their enemies, and they were suspicious of John’s motives. They warned him that he was treading on dangerous ground and that he should stay away from the Sioux.
John, however, refused to listen. He believed that the soldiers simply didn’t understand the Sioux’s way of life, and he was determined to bridge the gap between the two groups. He continued to visit the Sioux, even as the tension between the soldiers and the tribe began to rise.
Despite the warnings he received, John found himself drawn to the Sioux. He found their way of life to be more fulfilling than anything he had experienced in his life up until that point. He began to question the motives of the soldiers at the fort and wondered if their way of life was truly the right way.
John’s loyalty to the Sioux was tested when a group of soldiers arrived at the fort, including a man named Timmons, who had a deep hatred for the Sioux. Timmons tried to convince John to spy on the tribe, but John refused. He knew that the Sioux were not a threat, and he would not betray their trust.
As the tension between the soldiers and the Sioux continued to mount, John found himself caught in the middle. He wanted to help the Sioux, but he also felt a sense of duty to his fellow soldiers. He was torn between two worlds, and he didn’t know where he truly belonged.
The chapter ends with John struggling to come to terms with his allegiances. Will he remain loyal to the Sioux, or will he betray them to appease the soldiers at the fort? The answer remains unclear, and the tension continues to build as the story progresses.
As tensions between the Sioux tribe and the soldiers stationed at the fort rise, John Dunbar finds himself in a difficult position. Despite his growing loyalty to the tribe, he feels a sense of duty to his fellow soldiers and struggles to find a way to bridge the divide between the two groups.
At first, John tries to act as a mediator, speaking to both the Sioux leaders and the officers at the fort. He tries to find common ground and come up with a solution that will benefit both sides. However, his efforts are met with resistance from both sides.
The Sioux are growing increasingly frustrated with the soldiers, who continue to encroach on their land and disrupt their way of life. They feel that John is not doing enough to protect them and are becoming disillusioned with his presence at the fort.
Meanwhile, the officers at the fort are growing suspicious of John’s loyalties. They see him spending more and more time with the Sioux and are worried that he is becoming too sympathetic to their cause.
As the tension between the two groups reaches a boiling point, John decides to take matters into his own hands. He begins to secretly meet with members of the Sioux tribe, trying to get a better understanding of their grievances and concerns.
During one of these meetings, John learns that the Sioux have received word that a large group of soldiers is planning to attack their village. They are preparing to defend themselves, but they are greatly outnumbered and outgunned.
John knows that he must act quickly to prevent a massacre. He tries to warn the officers at the fort, but they refuse to listen to him, believing that he is trying to betray them.
Desperate, John decides to take matters into his own hands. He leaves the fort under cover of darkness, making his way to the Sioux village to warn them of the impending attack.
When he arrives, he is met with suspicion and hostility. The Sioux are wary of his intentions, but John persists, telling them that he is there to help them.
Eventually, the Sioux leader, Chief Ten Bears, agrees to listen to John. He is skeptical at first, but John convinces him that he is there to help, not harm.
Together, John and Chief Ten Bears come up with a plan to defend the village. They rally the warriors and prepare for the attack.
The soldiers arrive the next day, expecting an easy victory. They are met with fierce resistance, however, and are eventually forced to retreat.
In the aftermath of the battle, John is hailed as a hero by the Sioux. They see him as one of their own, a man who was willing to risk everything to protect their way of life.
At the fort, however, things are different. The officers are furious that John went behind their backs, and they decide to take action against him.
John knows that he must leave the fort and the army behind. He has found a new family among the Sioux, and he knows that he can no longer serve two masters.
With a heavy heart, John says goodbye to the Sioux and sets out on a new journey, one that will take him far from the only home he has ever known.
Chapter 5: The Loss
John Dunbar had grown to love the Sioux tribe like family. He had become close to them, learned their ways, and was respected by their people. But on a sunny day, everything changed.
The Sioux tribe faced a devastating loss when a group of soldiers raided their camp. Among the dead was Chief Ten Bears’ daughter, who John had spent time with and grown fond of. The once jubilant tribe was now filled with mourning and anger.
John Dunbar was also struggling with his own emotions. He couldn’t believe that his fellow soldiers had done something so cruel and disrespectful. He was torn between his loyalty to the army and his love for the Sioux tribe.
As the days passed, tensions were high between the tribe and the soldiers at the fort. John tried to act as a mediator but found it increasingly difficult. The Sioux were angry and wanted revenge, while the soldiers were on edge and ready for a fight.
It was during this time that John began to question everything he knew about the army and his role in it. He had joined the army to fight for his country, but now he saw the harm it was causing to the native people. He began to empathize with the Sioux and their fight for their land and way of life.
John also struggled with his relationship with Stands With A Fist. They had grown close over the months, and he knew she was hurting deeply over the loss of her friend. He wanted to comfort her, but he also wasn’t sure if it was appropriate.
One night, he found her sitting alone by the fire, tears streaming down her face. He sat down beside her and put his arm around her. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered.
Stands With A Fist leaned into him, grateful for his touch. “It’s hard to understand why this had to happen,” she said softly. “All we want is to live in peace and take care of our people.”
John felt a pang of guilt as he realized he was a part of the army that had caused her pain. He didn’t know what to say, but he knew he needed to do something to make it right.
The next day, John went to Chief Ten Bears and offered his condolences. He also asked how he could help in any way possible. The chief was initially hesitant but eventually saw John’s sincerity and agreed to let him help with the preparations for the funeral.
John worked tirelessly with the Sioux to prepare for the ceremony. He helped build the funeral pyre, gather flowers, and prepare food. It was a humbling experience for him, as he saw how the tribe came together in their grief.
The funeral was held at sunset, and the entire tribe gathered. Chief Ten Bears spoke of his daughter’s life and the impact she had on their people. He then turned to John and thanked him for his help. “Your people may have caused this pain,” he said, “but you have shown us that not all soldiers are the same. You are a good man, John Dunbar.”
John felt a sense of pride and humility at the chief’s words. He knew that his actions could never erase the harm that had been done, but it was a small step towards reconciliation. He also knew that he had a difficult decision to make- he could continue to serve in the army and support their actions, or he could side with the Sioux and fight for their rights.
As the night wore on, John sat by the fire, lost in thought. He was grateful for the time he had spent with the Sioux and knew that he had grown as a person because of it. But he also knew that there was much work to be done, and he wasn’t sure where he fit in.
Suddenly, a hand on his shoulder brought him back to reality. It was Stands With A Fist, looking at him with concern. “Are you okay?” she asked.
John smiled weakly. “I’m just trying to figure things out,” he said. “I don’t know where I belong anymore.”
Stands With A Fist sat down beside him. “You belong where your heart is,” she said. “If your heart is with us, then we will welcome you with open arms.”
John felt a wave of gratitude wash over him. He knew that he had found a home with the Sioux, but he also knew that it wouldn’t be an easy road ahead. He looked up at the night sky and made a vow to himself- he would fight for what was right, no matter the cost.
The loss of Chief Ten Bears’ daughter would forever be a scar on the Sioux tribe, but they would not let her death be in vain. They would continue to fight for their land and their people, and John Dunbar would be right there beside them.
Chapter 6: Falling in Love
John Dunbar never imagined he would fall in love with a Sioux woman, but that’s exactly what happened. Her name was Stands With A Fist, and she was unlike anyone he had ever met before. They met when John was out hunting, and he stumbled upon Stands With A Fist, who had been attacked by a group of Pawnee raiders. John saved her life and brought her back to the Sioux village, where she was cared for by the tribe’s medicine woman, Kicking Bird.
Despite their language barrier, John and Stands With A Fist formed a bond. They communicated through gestures and expressions, and over time, they grew to understand each other. Stands With A Fist was a woman of great strength and resilience, having lost her entire family to the Pawnee raiders. She had been taken in by the Sioux tribe and had learned to adapt to their ways. John admired her courage and her willingness to embrace a new culture.
As John spent more time with Stands With A Fist and the Sioux tribe, he began to feel like he belonged. He had never felt a sense of community before, and he cherished the relationships he had formed. He knew that his loyalty to the Sioux tribe would be tested, but he was willing to do whatever it took to protect them.
One day, John and Stands With A Fist were out riding when they were attacked by a group of soldiers from the fort. John was shocked to see his fellow soldiers fighting against the people he had come to love. He tried to reason with them, but the soldiers were determined to take the Sioux’s land. In the chaos of the battle, John and Stands With A Fist were separated, and John feared for her safety.
When John finally found Stands With A Fist, she was badly injured. He carried her back to the village, where she was tended to by Kicking Bird. John sat by her side, praying for her to pull through. He realized then that he was in love with her and couldn’t bear the thought of losing her.
As Stands With A Fist recovered, John saw a different side of her. She was vulnerable and scared, and she needed him. He was more than willing to be there for her. They spent their days together, exploring the land and learning more about each other. They even shared a kiss, which was a taboo among the Sioux people. But John couldn’t help himself. He was completely in love with Stands With A Fist.
Their happiness was short-lived, however, as they faced opposition from both within and outside the tribe. Kicking Bird warned John that his relationship with Stands With A Fist would never be accepted by the Sioux people, and the soldiers at the fort saw John as a traitor. John was torn between his duty as a soldier and his love for Stands With A Fist.
Despite the challenges, John and Stands With A Fist continued to be together. They knew that their love was true and that they would do whatever it took to stay together. But their love was put to the ultimate test when the conflict between the Sioux tribe and the soldiers reached its boiling point. John and Stands With A Fist were forced to make a decision that would change their lives forever.
The tension between the Sioux tribe and the soldiers stationed at the fort had been growing for months. It was evident that a conflict was inevitable, and John Dunbar knew he needed to make a decision. He was torn between his loyalty to the Sioux and his duty as a soldier.
John had developed a deep connection with the tribe, and more specifically, with Stands With A Fist. As he sat by the fire, he couldn’t help but think about her. He knew that if he chose to side with the soldiers, he would be betraying not only the Sioux but also his own heart.
But he also knew that if he chose to side with the tribe, he would be forsaking his duty as a soldier. He had taken an oath to serve his country, and he couldn’t simply turn his back on his fellow soldiers.
John sat alone, lost in thought, when he heard a rustling in the bushes. He reached for his gun and slowly stood up, scanning the area for any signs of danger. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the bushes – it was Kicking Bird, a member of the Sioux tribe.
“John Dunbar, we need to talk,” Kicking Bird said, as he walked towards John.
John holstered his gun and nodded. “What is it?”
“The soldiers are planning an attack on the village. We need your help,” Kicking Bird said, his voice urgent.
John’s heart sank. He had feared this moment would come, but he had hoped that it could be avoided. He knew that if he did nothing, innocent lives would be lost. But if he helped the Sioux, he would be betraying his own country.
“I don’t know what to do,” John said, his voice heavy with emotion.
Kicking Bird placed a hand on John’s shoulder. “We understand your predicament, John Dunbar. But we need your help. You have become an honorary member of our tribe, and we trust you. Will you stand with us?”
John looked into Kicking Bird’s eyes and saw the fear and desperation there. He knew what he had to do.
“I will stand with you,” John said, his voice firm.
Kicking Bird nodded, relief washing over his face. “Thank you, John Dunbar. We will need all the help we can get.”
John spent the rest of the night preparing for the upcoming battle. He knew that it would be a fight to the death, and he needed to be ready. He gathered ammunition and weapons, and he strategized with the Sioux leaders.
As dawn broke, John and the Sioux warriors set out towards the fort. They moved quietly, trying to avoid detection. But they knew that it was only a matter of time before the soldiers would realize what was happening.
Suddenly, a shot rang out, and John knew that the element of surprise was lost. The battle had begun.
John fought with all his might, his heart pounding in his chest. He saw soldiers falling around him, and he knew that the Sioux were suffering losses as well. It was a brutal and bloody fight, and John wondered if he would survive.
As the battle raged on, John saw Stands With A Fist in the distance. She was fighting with a fierceness that he had never seen before. He knew that he had to reach her, to make sure that she was safe.
He fought his way through the chaos, dodging bullets and avoiding swords. When he finally reached Stands With A Fist, she was wounded and bleeding.
“John Dunbar, you came,” she said, her voice weak.
John picked her up and carried her to safety. He knew that their love was forbidden, but he couldn’t bear the thought of losing her.
As the battle continued, John and the Sioux warriors gained ground. The soldiers were surprised by the tenacity of their opponents, and they were soon overwhelmed.
When the dust finally settled, John and the Sioux stood victorious. But the cost had been high. The Sioux had suffered many losses, and John knew that the United States government would not take kindly to their defeat.
John searched for his former commanding officer, hoping to explain his actions. But he found only silence. He knew that he would be branded a traitor and that he would never be able to return to his old life.
As he looked out over the battlefield, John knew that he had made the right decision. He had stood with the Sioux, and he had fought for what he believed in. He knew that the road ahead would be difficult, but he was ready to face it with Stands With A Fist at his side.
John Dunbar had always thought of himself as a simple man, someone who just wanted to live peacefully with those around him. But as he stood among the Sioux tribe, with the soldiers in the distance, he knew that he couldn’t stay silent any longer.
He had been pushed too far, and he refused to let the soldiers take what wasn’t theirs. He knew that he would have to lead the tribe to victory, even if it meant putting his own life on the line.
The Sioux tribe had been preparing for this moment for weeks. They had trained hard, using every weapon they had at their disposal, from bows and arrows to tomahawks and rifles. They were ready for whatever the soldiers would throw at them.
As the soldiers approached, John Dunbar felt a fire burning inside him. He knew that this was his moment, that he had to stand up for what he believed in. He took a deep breath and stepped forward, the Sioux tribe at his back.
The soldiers were surprised to see Dunbar leading the charge. They had always thought of him as a traitor, someone who had turned his back on his own kind. But now they saw the determination in his eyes and knew that he was not to be underestimated.
The battle was intense, with gunshots ringing out across the plain. The Sioux tribe fought with everything they had, never giving up ground. Dunbar was at the front, wielding a tomahawk with deadly accuracy. He moved with a fluid grace, his movements as sharp and precise as a knife.
Even as the soldiers pushed forward, Dunbar refused to give up. He rallied the Sioux behind him, inspiring them with his fierce determination. His voice rang out across the battlefield, calling out orders and keeping the tribe focused.
As the sun began to set, the battle reached its climax. The Sioux tribe was holding its own, but they knew that the soldiers had more ammunition and more men. They needed a new plan, and fast.
Dunbar took a moment to catch his breath and looked around at his fellow warriors. They were tired, but they were not beaten. He knew that they still had a chance, but they would have to be clever.
He signaled to one of the Sioux women, a young girl with piercing green eyes. She approached and whispered something in his ear. Dunbar nodded, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
The soldiers had pushed the Sioux tribe back, trapping them against a canyon wall. They thought that they had won, that they had the tribe right where they wanted them. But they were wrong.
As the soldiers began to advance, a strange noise filled the air. It was a sound that they had never heard before, a high-pitched whine that seemed to come from all around them. And then, it was too late.
The Sioux women had unleashed a herd of stampeding buffalo, which crashed into the soldiers with incredible force. The soldiers were thrown back, trampled underfoot by the massive beasts.
Dunbar watched in awe as the herd raged through the battlefield, scattering the soldiers like leaves in the wind. He knew that this was their chance. He rallied the Sioux tribe once again and led them forward.
The soldiers were disoriented and confused, and the Sioux tribe took full advantage. They fought with renewed vigor, pushing forward until they were in control of the battlefield.
As the last of the soldiers fled, Dunbar stood among his people, his heart bursting with pride. They had won, against all odds. They had fought for their land, their way of life, and they had triumphed.
But there was no time to rest. Dunbar knew that there would be more battles, more fights to come. He looked out over the plains, his eyes scanning the horizon. He knew that the soldiers wouldn’t give up so easily.
But for now, he could rest easy, knowing that he had done everything he could to protect his people. He smiled and turned to the Sioux tribe, his heart full of love and gratitude. They had been through so much together, and he knew that they would continue to fight, side by side, until the end of their days.
John Dunbar stood at the edge of the battlefield, his heart pounding in his chest. The Sioux tribe had been pushed to their limit, and it all came down to this final battle. The soldiers, armed with guns and cannons, had the upper hand, but the Sioux had something they didn’t – a fierce determination to protect their land and way of life.
The two sides charged towards one another, the sound of horses’ hooves thundering in John’s ears. He had never felt so alive, so focused, so determined to fight for what he believed in. He was no longer just a soldier or an ally to the Sioux; he was a leader, a warrior, fighting for his people.
The battle was fierce, with arrows and bullets flying in every direction. John fought alongside the Sioux, his sword slicing through the air as he protected his friends and comrades. He felt a deep sense of belonging, a sense that he had found his true family on this land.
As the battle raged on, John’s eyes landed on Stands With A Fist, the woman he loved. She was fighting with all her might, her hair flying in the wind as she dodged bullets and arrows. John knew that he needed to protect her at all costs.
He charged towards her, his sword raised high, and together they fought back the soldiers. It was a fierce battle, with blood and sweat and tears, but in the end, the Sioux tribe emerged victorious.
As the soldiers fled, John and Stands With A Fist stood together, their breathing heavy as they surveyed the battlefield. The silence was deafening, broken only by the sounds of the wounded moaning in pain.
John felt a sense of satisfaction and pride wash over him. The Sioux tribe had fought hard for their land, and they had won. He knew that the battle was far from over, but for now, they had achieved something great.
As he turned to Stands With A Fist, he saw a look of relief and joy on her face. It was as though they had been through an ordeal together, and they had emerged stronger for it.
He reached out and took her hand, pulling her close. He looked into her eyes and knew that he would do anything to protect her, to protect their tribe.
“We did it,” he said softly.
“Yes, we did,” she replied, her voice filled with emotion.
Together, they stood there, watching the sun rise over the battlefield, feeling the weight of their newfound responsibility settle on their shoulders.
The battle may have been won, but there was still so much work to be done. The Sioux tribe had to rebuild, had to heal, had to find a way to coexist peacefully with the soldiers who would undoubtedly return.
But for now, John and Stands With A Fist stood together, their love for each other and their tribe the only thing that mattered.
As the sun rose higher in the sky, John knew that he had found a home on the Western frontier. He had found a family in the Sioux tribe, and he had found the love of his life in Stands With A Fist.
And so, he knew that he would do whatever it took to protect them, to fight for their rights, and to ensure that their land and way of life thrived for generations to come.
Some scenes from the movie Dances with Wolves written by A.I.
EXT. BATTLEFIELD – DAY
JOHN DUNBAR, a disillusioned Civil War soldier, lies on the battlefield, injured and alone. He looks around at the chaos and destruction before him, realizing that he has no reason to live.
He pulls out a gun and points it to his head, ready to end his life.
Suddenly, a group of soldiers charge towards him, forcing him to abort the plan. They drag him away to safety, and he is taken to a medical tent.
INT. MEDICAL TENT – DAY
John lies on a cot, his injuries being tended to by a doctor. He looks down at his wounded leg, wondering if it would have been better to die on the battlefield.
A GENERAL enters the tent and approaches John.
GENERAL: Dunbar, I’ve been informed of your attempted suicide. Normally, I would have you court-martialed, but your bravery on the battlefield has earned you a reward.
John looks up, surprised.
GENERAL: You will be given your dream post on the Western frontier, a remote junction where you can live out your days in peace.
John looks at the General in disbelief, unsure of what to say.
GENERAL: You leave at first light tomorrow. Make the most of this opportunity.
The General exits the tent, leaving John to contemplate his fate.
John Dunbar (30s)
A disillusioned Civil War soldier who attempts suicide and is instead rewarded with his dream posting on the Western frontier. He befriends the Sioux tribe and becomes an unlikely ally.
The Western Frontier, mid-1800s.
INT. A SMALL CABIN – DAY
John Dunbar is sitting on the floor, cleaning his rifle. He is dirty and unkempt, but his eyes are filled with determination. He glances up when he hears a noise outside. He gets up and opens the door to reveal a wolf standing in front of him.
JOHN DUNBAR: (cautiously) Hello there.
He reaches out his hand, and the wolf sniffs it before licking it. John smiles and strokes the wolf’s head.
JOHN DUNBAR: I guess I’m not as scary as I thought.
The wolf sits down beside John, and they both stare out into the wilderness.
JOHN DUNBAR: (to the wolf) I don’t know what I’m doing out here. I don’t know why I’m still alive. But I do know one thing: I’m not going to give up. Not yet.
He continues to clean his rifle, occasionally glancing at the wolf.
JOHN DUNBAR: (softly) You know, I think I’ll call you Two Socks. You remind me of a pair of socks I used to own.
Two Socks barks playfully, and John laughs. They continue to sit together in silence, watching the sun set over the mountains.
FADE TO BLACK.
EXT. FORT SEDGWICK – DAY
John Dunbar, a Union soldier, rides his horse towards Fort Sedgwick. He stops and looks out at the vast frontier, taking it all in. The sound of the Sioux tribe catches his attention. He sees them approaching the fort. Dunbar unholsters his gun, preparing for the worst.
The Sioux tribe arrives at the fort, led by Kicking Bird, a wise and respected tribal leader. Dunbar attempts to greet Kicking Bird in their native tongue, much to the surprise of the other soldiers.
You speak our language?
I’ve been studying it.
I want to understand your people.
Kicking Bird nods, impressed. He offers Dunbar a gift, a peace pipe.
Smoke with us, brother. Let us talk.
Dunbar accepts the peace pipe and they smoke together. Kicking Bird tells Dunbar about the Sioux’s way of life and their struggles with other tribes and white men. Dunbar listens intently and begins to see things from the Sioux’s perspective.
INT. DUNBAR’S QUARTERS – NIGHT
Dunbar is practicing his Lakota in front of a mirror when he is interrupted by Timmons, another soldier.
What are you doing?
To understand the Sioux.
What’s there to understand? They’re savages.
Dunbar’s frustration boils over.
No, they’re not! They’re people just like us. They have families and homes and dreams. And we’re here to take it all away from them.
Timmons looks at Dunbar, surprised. Dunbar takes a deep breath, calming himself down.
JOHN DUNBAR (CONT’D)
I’m sorry. I just…I want to do something good here.
Timmons nods, understanding Dunbar’s motivations.
I get it, Dunbar. I really do. But you’re playing a dangerous game.
Dunbar looks at Timmons, determined.
I know. But it’s a game worth playing.
FADE TO BLACK.
EXT. FORT – DAY
John Dunbar approaches the fort, tipping his hat to the soldiers on duty. He walks past the wooden gates and makes his way to the barracks.
John enters the barracks and sees the other soldiers cleaning their weapons. He walks over to his bunk and starts to clean his rifle.
CARTER: (sarcastically) Look who decided to show up.
John looks up and sees Carter, a fellow soldier, smirking at him.
JOHN: (defensively) I was out scouting the land. Somebody has to do it.
CARTER: (laughing) Yeah, sure. You’re just kissing up to the Sioux tribe.
John stands up, his eyes narrowing.
JOHN: I am not kissing up to anyone. They are people, just like us. And they deserve to be treated with respect.
CARTER: (mocking) Oh, how noble of you. Maybe you should go join them then.
John clenches his fists, but before he can say anything, Captain Cargill enters the barracks.
CAPTAIN CARGILL: Attention, men! We have received intel that the Sioux tribe is planning an attack on the fort. Be on high alert and prepare for battle.
The soldiers start to scramble, putting on their gear.
JOHN: (to himself) This can’t be happening.
INT. SIOUX CAMP – NIGHT
John Dunbar sits beside Stands With A Fist, both of them staring into the fire in silence. They are both mourning the loss of the Sioux tribe’s members.
STANDS WITH A FIST
Why do the soldiers hate us so much?
It’s fear, Stands With A Fist. They fear what they don’t understand.
STANDS WITH A FIST
And what is it that they don’t understand?
Our way of life. Our culture. They see us as savages, but we are so much more than that.
STANDS WITH A FIST
I know. I just wish it didn’t have to be this way. I wish we could all just live together in peace.
So do I. But sometimes, peace comes at a great cost.
They sit in silence for a few moments before John Dunbar speaks again.
JOHN DUNBAR (CONT’D)
I’m sorry for your loss, Stands With A Fist. If there is anything I can do to help you through this, please don’t hesitate to ask.
Stands With A Fist looks at him, tears streaming down her face.
STANDS WITH A FIST
You’ve already done so much for me, John Dunbar. You’ve taught me your language, your culture. You’ve shown me kindness and understanding when no one else would. Thank you.
John Dunbar puts his hand on hers, their eyes locking.
I will always be here for you, Stands With A Fist. Always.
They sit in silence once more, staring into the fire. The night is quiet, the only sounds the crackling of the flames and the soft sobs of Stands With A Fist.
INT. SIOUX CAMP – DAY
John Dunbar sits outside his teepee, a smile on his face as he watches the bustling activity of the Sioux camp. He watches as Stands With A Fist, the woman he has grown to love, walks towards him.
STANDS WITH A FIST
Good morning, John Dunbar.
Good morning, Stands With A Fist.
Stands With A Fist sits down next to John Dunbar, and they share a quiet moment together.
STANDS WITH A FIST
I wish we could stay like this forever.
So do I, but we both know that’s not possible.
Stands With A Fist nods in understanding.
STANDS WITH A FIST
The tribe is worried, John Dunbar. They fear that our relationship with you will bring danger to our people.
What do you mean?
STANDS WITH A FIST
The soldiers will never accept us. They will always see us as their enemy.
John Dunbar looks conflicted, torn between his loyalty to the Sioux and his duty as a soldier.
I know it won’t be easy, but I can’t turn my back on the Sioux. They have become my family, and I will do whatever it takes to protect them.
Stands With A Fist nods in agreement, and they sit in silence for a few moments.
STANDS WITH A FIST
Let’s not think about that now. Today, we should just enjoy each other’s company.
John Dunbar smiles and takes Stands With A Fist’s hand. They walk towards the river, their laughter filling the air.
As they reach the river, they stop and look out at the vast expanse of water before them. John Dunbar takes a deep breath before turning to face Stands With A Fist.
Stands With A Fist, I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
Stands With A Fist’s eyes widen in surprise, but then they soften with emotion.
STANDS WITH A FIST
I love you too, John Dunbar.
They share a tender kiss, their love solidifying in that moment.
FADE TO BLACK.
Logline: A wounded Civil War soldier befriends a local Sioux tribe and must choose between his loyalty to them and his duties as a soldier when tensions rise between the two groups.
– John Dunbar – a disillusioned Civil War soldier who becomes an unlikely hero
– Kicking Bird – a wise and respected member of the Sioux tribe and John’s closest friend
– Wind In His Hair – a hot-headed member of the Sioux tribe who is skeptical of John’s intentions
– Lieutenant Elgin – John’s superior officer who is distrustful of the Sioux tribe
Setting: The Western frontier in the 1860s
EXT. THE FORT – DAY
John Dunbar stands outside the fort, staring at the Sioux tribe camped on the horizon. He takes a deep breath and makes his way towards the fort’s entrance.
INT. THE FORT – DAY
John enters the fort and finds Lieutenant Elgin waiting for him.
What are you doing here, Dunbar?
I need to speak with you, sir.
Alright, but make it quick.
I’ve been thinking about my loyalty to the Sioux tribe and my duties as a soldier. I can’t keep straddling the line between the two anymore. I need to make a decision.
And what decision is that?
I want to leave the army and join the Sioux tribe.
That’s not possible. Desertion is a crime.
I’m willing to face the consequences. I can’t stand by and watch as my friends are killed.
You’re making a mistake, Dunbar. The Sioux tribe is our enemy.
They’re not our enemy. They’re people, just like us. And they’re fighting for their land and their way of life. I can’t blame them for that.
I won’t allow you to desert, Dunbar.
Then I’ll do it on my own. I’ll leave tonight.
You’ll be a fugitive, Dunbar. Is that what you want?
It’s better than being a hypocrite. I’ve made my decision.
John turns and leaves the fort, his mind made up.